| We hated the soldiers, their army took our town, I was sixteen
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| The foreign occupier grinned as he loosened my nightgown
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| May mornings are so bright
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| But comes the dark May night
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| The captain shouts «you're all dismissed»
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| Then boys with mischief in their eyes
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| Will find the girls who fraternise
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| How could I hate him when we kissed?
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| The foreign occupation brought sorrows, and then a cook
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| By day I would despise him, but when night fell I loved the liberties that he
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| took
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| May mornings are so bright
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| But comes the dark May night
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| The captain shouts «boys, hit the hay»
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| But one with something on his mind
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| Knows just the kind of girl to find
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| We fraternised until the day
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| My oppressor and my lover for me were one and the same
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| Everyone said «her love’s just convenient», what we agreed on was my shame
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| A cloud that hid the sun
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| Announced my joy was done
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| And you have your fun, but troops move on
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| You wait all night, where can he be?
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| Your lover and your enemy
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| His army’s marching and he’s gone
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| His army’s marching and he’s gone |